I was working as a school recruiter again, only this time my job was splitting time between production work and counseling Kindergarteners. My boss was a shrew-ish woman who was the 'pretty and popular' type, with blonde hair and perfect makeup. After I explained to a five-year-old girl why I had to cater to producers and directors, my boss came to my office and told me she was really upset because she felt unappreciated at work. I took her out to a bar (which was located in an upscale Hot Topic) and listened to her as she drowned her sorrows - only she didn't drown her sorrows. She and everyone else in the bar kept talking about the antiques and how cool they were, but the only thing I could guess was antique was a chandelier that looked like it had been made from some Medieval torture device. The Heartbreaker showed up with a friend of his and told me they had laid down the sound equipment I'd asked for and said they would take over for me so I could get some sleep. There was a really cool wire-framed mirror on the wall that I knew had a camera behind it. I knew the next day I would be able to see and hear everything that went on with them.
I got up and left and went back to my bedroom, which was in a tall building adjacent to the bar. I tried to sleep, but couldn't, and eventually started peering out the window to see what was happening with them. They seemed to be having a really good time together, like they were flirting and stuff, and I started feeling frantic. I dug through a closet full of clothes to find something to put on, which seemed to take forever, then I ran down down down the stairs to the bar, but when I got there they were gone. My heart sank.
This man was there, tall with brown hair and a kind smile and a very steady voice. He helped me check the microphones, and we figured out everything was still hooked up right. I started hoping the Heartbreaker would hear me prattling on, worrying that he was with my boss, but then we discovered everything was turned off. I kept imagining them together somewhere. The man who was helping me turned on all the microphones again and asked me to tell him the story of the Heartbreaker. I explained to him how I spent months and months trying to get his attention, and how finally he had loved me and promised me things and then how he had disappointed and hurt me so by cheating on me and lying to me. I started to explain that I was broken from so many other things too, but the man shushed me and kissed me and told me everything was going to be alright. He started whispering things to me like, "do you know how much I want you right now?" and it made me rather uncomfortable. I didn't trust him, but I let him go on kissing me...I don't remember anything after that.
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